Friday, September 6, 2013

through the looking glass

the old one is young, the flower is branch, the wrong is right, the square is round, a book is a pound, the point is the line, the outside inside, the downside upside, within is without, the grass blade is blunt. The sigh is a roar, the mountain ocean floor, the flight is a kite, the river a door, the dark is light, the funny uptight, a sentence: one's might.

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